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May 31, 2006
Something you don't see every day
My faith in Wal-Mart may have been restored a little bit.
Went there yesterday to purchase a couple of items on which to munch for lunch. (Yeah, I know - but they were the only store around where I happened to be.) Came to the 20-items-or-less checkout to pay.
In front of me: a young black woman with a scowl on her face...and the bimbo in front of her, who had 40 items in her basket if she had one.
(I hesitate to point out here that the bimbo looked very much like an illegal. Would not have surprised me had that been the case...but I digress.)
Apparently the young black woman had complained to management about the situation. "For all the good that's gonna do her", I thought...
...until another cashier relieved she who had been going to allow the 40+ items, and politely informed the illegal bimbo that she needed to find another line.
(Insert stares of wide-eyed disbelief here. 
)
First store I've ever been to in my life that actually cared enough about its other customers to enforce an item limit in the express line.
Thanks, Wal-Mart. Maybe you're not all a bunch of morons, after all. 
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May 29, 2006
Remember why.
Happy Memorial Day, Denizens.
The annual posting of the Memorial Day column can be found here.
It remains a very good read, even today. Hie thee hence. Go. Shoo.
And remember why we have this day today.
Thatisall™.
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May 28, 2006
Uh, oh.
Memo to The Six Or Seven Of You Who Still Read This Blog™:
I've been trying to stay ahead of a medical condition that's plagued me for the last ten-plus years or so. (Those of you who know me well know what I'm talking about.)
Anyway, the bastich has caught up and smacked me upside the head again, necessitating a probable, slight change in routine.
Bottom line: Posting will be even more erratic than it is now. We'll have the annual Memorial Day post tomorrow, then posting will be on an as-I-can-get-to-it basis. (IOW, standard operating procedure, only moreso.)
Will have more on the medical condition soon as I have it under control. Watch this space.
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May 27, 2006
"Curiouser and curiouser", cont'd.
You guys remember those items I mentioned regarding curiouser and curiouser???
Go have a look at Misha's take thereupon.
Good reading. Very highly recommended.
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May 25, 2006
GOP commits political suicide
Denizens, it's difficult tonight to know where, or how, to start expressing the outrage.
The Imperial RINO Senate told the American people to go fuck themselves today.
If Limpdickya signs their piece-of-shit bill (that is, assuming it makes it out of committee), 20 million illegal alien fucktards will walk. And so will the fucking bastards who employ them. Bastards whom you should be boycotting even now. Tyson Foods and Cargill Meats, for starters - and I can probably dig up a few more if you ask.
The GOP has given away the Senate for a very long time to come. The House may not be far behind, especially if they crack:
Representative John A. Boehner of Ohio, the House majority leader, said today that he was hopeful that the Senate and House could reach a compromise. But when asked what form that compromise would take, he acknowledged he did not know.
Here's your "compromise", Boehner, you goat-felching tosser: You go along with the Senate on this, you lose your jobs. How's that for a "compromise"?
And the White House is all but assured to go back to the Demoscum in '08, unless we get a Tancredo-style or George Allen-style conservative as the candidate. Certainly McCluetard (RINO-AZ) has all but killed his chances two years hence. And for you Bush-loving imbeciles...don't even think of Jeb getting into the White House. To paraphrase Pappy, "Nope...ain't gonna happen...nope..."
Congratulations, Grand Ol' Pissants. It's not many political parties that can go from having their collective foot on their opponents' collective throat to being completely swept out of power in a four year span. But you shit-for-brains Rockefeller Republicans are about to pull it off cleanly.
Fuck 'em all, the end. 
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May 24, 2006
Things that make you go "hmmm"...
Item: William "Bribes, Lies & Videotape" Jefferson's Capitol Hill office gets searched over the weekend by the boys at the FBI.
Item: In a surprise move, Denny Hastert (RINO-Ill Noise) joins San Fran Nan "Breck Girl" Pelosi in demanding the return of the materials the FBI confiscated.
Item: Federal officials indicate that Hastert is now part of the investigation, even though DOJ says he's not.
Curiouser and curiouser...
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May 23, 2006
Jessie & Michael, up in a tree...
Jessie "I'm not an Army Ranger, but I play one on Peace Videos" MacBeth and Michael "Forsake The Troops (ekthept for that one, he'th cute)" Crook.
Don't they just look like the cutest couple? 
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Lloyd Bentsen: 1921 - 2006
The Dullest Moaning Snooze reports that Lloyd Bentsen died today at the age of 85.
My mamma taught me that if you can't say anything nice about a left-wing, pork-barrel-tax-and-spend, pro-abort, cheap-shot-artist son-of-a-bitch...then don't say anything.
So I'll just say that Lloyd Bentsen died today, and leave it at that.
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May 22, 2006
But don't call it "amnesty".
(Hat tip Michelle Malkin via Misha.)
Among those who will be cleared of past crimes under the Senate's proposed immigration-reform bill would be the businesses that have employed the estimated 10 million illegal aliens eligible for citizenship and that provided the very "magnet" that drew them here in the first place.Buried in the more than 600 pages of legislation is a section titled "Employer Protections," which states: "Employers of aliens applying for adjustment of status under this section shall not be subject to civil and criminal tax liability relating directly to the employment of such alien."
Supporters of the legislation insist that such provisions do not amount to "amnesty".
Oh, no, don't call it "amnesty". Under no circumstances whatsoever call it "amnesty". Even when it fits the dictionary definition of "amnesty" - by no means call it "amnesty".
"The legislation we are considering today is not amnesty," Senate Judiciary Committee Chairman Arlen Specter said last week. "That is a pejorative term, really a smear term used to denigrate the efforts at comprehensive immigration reform."
Yes, in much the same manner that calling you a senator is tantamount to being a perjorative.
To senators.
(And for the moment, we'll skip the part about how calling you a human being is perjorative to human beings. But only for the moment.)
"This is not amnesty because amnesty means a pardon of those who have broken the law."
Hmmmmmmm...let's see here:
A pardon? Check.
Extended to those who have broken the law? Check.
How's that definition of "is" working for you again, Arlene Sphincter?
Mr. Specter, PennsylvaniaRepublicanRINO [NOTE: Get it right, Times. -S], and others argue that the bill is not amnesty for illegal aliens because they will have to pay $2,000 in fines before they gain citizenship.
Raise your hands, class - how many of you believe for a second that as many as one-fucking-percent of that 20 million will end up paying that so-called $2000? Anyone wanna bet that that'll be forgiven after about five years, too?
The law does not, however, provide for such fines against employers who have broken the law by hiring the illegals.
But don't you dare call it "amnesty". Arlene Sphincter said so.
Sen. Robert C. Byrd, West Virginia Democrat, vehemently opposes "this effort to waive the rules for lawbreakers and to legalize the unlawful actions of undocumented workers and the businesses that illegally employ them."Amnesties, he said, "are the dark underbelly of our immigration process."
"They tarnish the magnanimous promise enshrined on the base of the Statue of Liberty," Mr. Byrd said last week on the Senate floor. "Amnesties undermine that great egalitarian and American principle that the law should apply equally and should apply fairly to everyone."
Denizens, mark the date & time. I'm in full, complete, 100%, non-biodegradable agreement with a liberal Democrat. Great Honkin' Cthulu™, it must be the freakin' Apocalypse.
While most of the focus thus far has been on the "amnesty" granted to illegal aliens, opponents only now are discovering the broad range of crimes that will be forgiven under the legislation.Lawyers for the Senate Judiciary Committee have scoured the bill and come up with a list of 31 crimes relating to illegal immigration that would be wiped clean.
Under current law, simply entering the country illegally can result in a six-month prison stay and a $250,000 fine. Aiding in that crime carries a similar fine and a five-year prison sentence. Once ordered deported, an illegal racks up $500 per day of continued "illegal presence."
But don't call it "amnesty", after all. The RINO fucktard from Pennsylvania has decreed it thus.
Rope, tree, senator: Some assembly required.
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May 21, 2006
Seniors tell bench-jockey to shove it up his ass
Mheh. Someone up in southern Kentucky must be reading me. (No, I don't really think so, but it's fun to imagine they do.)
If you'll recall, an ACLU-dick sucking, black-robed, tinhorned excuse-for-a-judge had forbidden a member of the senior class of Russell County "Hah Skrewl" (a little Rush lingo, there) to pray. And, if you'll recall, I advised those seniors to ignore the pointy-headed bench-jockey.
And lo & behold - they did. Boy, did they ever:
The senior class at a southern Kentucky high school gave their response Friday night to a federal judge's order banning prayer at commencement.About 200 seniors stood during the principal's opening remarks and began reciting the Lord's Prayer, prompting a standing ovation from a standing-room only crowd at the Russell County High School gymnasium.
The thunderous applause drowned out the last part of the prayer.
As well it should have. Memo to Joseph "Stalin" McKinley, the tin-plated, asshatted, black-robed tyrant poser: This is what happens when you get too big for your federal-bench britches and try to tell people that they can't do what the Bill of Rights specifically tells them they can. You get it shoved in spades right back up your skanky ass.
Learn the lesson, moron.
The revival like atmosphere continued when senior Megan Chapman said in her opening remarks that God had guided her since childhood. Chapman was interrupted repeatedly by the cheering crowd as she urged her classmates to trust in God as they go through life.The challenge made the graduation even better because it unified the senior class, Chapman said.
"It made the whole senior class come together as one and I think that's the best way to go out," said Chapman
Precisely, Megan. And you & your class learned a valuable lesson - that the will of the majority still reigns supreme over that of the minority, even if that minority wears a black robe and tries to ride herd from the federal bench.
ACLU attorney Lili Lutgens said she was pleased with the judge's order and "very proud of my client for standing up for the Constitution." Lutgens said prayer would be unconstitutional because it would endorse a specific religion and religious views."He did not feel that he should have to sit through government-sponsored prayer just to receive his diploma," Lutgens said of the student.
In the first place, Lili, you Cupid Stunt™, it wasn't government-sponsored, since it was student led. The principal refused your snot-nosed client's request because he was constrained by law to remain neutral - meaning he couldn't endorse it nor prohibit it.
You, just like all your fellow Constitution-shredders from the Ass-sniffing Caliphate Lickspittle's Union, failed yet again to realize that, along with that Establishment Clause you like to try to pound over the American people's heads, there's also a Free Exercise Clause right there next to it that prohibits you from doing just that.
Your pathetic ilk has only survived for so long because you've had Activist Assclowns™ in black robes accepting the blow-jobs you're giving them and agreeing with you on all things Constitutional, rather than reading the document for themselves and coming to the realization that you mouthbreathing bastards are full of putrid shit.
Secondly, Lili, you moronic skank, let's be clear about your client here: If he can't sit through a 45-second prayer in order to walk across a stage and receive the award it took him twelve long years to achieve, then he's probably going to need God's help in that little thing we of the Right-Thinking Brigade™ call the Real World™. You know - the one where a lot of us work 50- to 60-hour weeks for years at a time, just to receive a pretty little pink piece of paper when our companies get bought out by corporate conglomerates?
And I don't give a flying fuck whether you - or he - thinks it's fair or not. Welcome to Life 101. Deal with it, bimbo!!!
Before the graduation ceremony, some students said they weren't upset with the classmate that brought the legal challenge, just disappointed that there wouldn't be a sanctioned prayer during the ceremony."There's no hard feelings toward him whatsoever. That was his opinion and it was something that he felt," graduating senior Mandy Chapman said.
Mandy, hon - that's the problem. This snot-nosed brat felt - he didn't use the intelligence God gave him upon his birth. The little shit was thinking with the head on his dick instead of the one on his shoulders.
Gabe McNeil said during a rehearsal on Thursday, other students booed the student suspected of filing the challenge when he walked across the stage."They've been giving him crap," McNeil said.
Most appropriate. The dumbass should probably thank whatever deity he does worship that it was just "crap", instead of the ass-whipping he deserves.
At any rate, Russell County Senior High Class of '06, congratulations on your commencement, and for providing the example from which America should learn.
These are our lives, and no black-robed, tin-horned son-of-a-bitch tyrant on a bench is going to tell us how to live them.
Good on ya.
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May 20, 2006
Blog-linkagery
Look out, Blogosphere. My influence is spreading...mhehhehhehheh... 
Politics and Religion makes its grand debut in our little realm...and, speaking of the Realm™ - yes, he is my blog-son.
Keep an eye on his blog. It's gonna be a good'un.
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May 19, 2006
Rope, tree, judge, some assembly required, Part the 68,904th
Another year, another graduation ceremony...another black-robed tinhorned son-of-a-crack-whore-bitch pseudo-tyrant with delusions of mere sexual inadequacy thinking he can tell free Americans when they can pray and not pray:
A federal judge on Friday blocked a southern Kentucky high school from including prayers in its graduation ceremony Friday evening.The American Civil Liberties Union filed a federal lawsuit this week seeking a restraining order on behalf of an unidentified student at Russell County High School in Russell Springs, 90 miles south of Louisville.
Memo to those Kentucky kids: Ignore it. Those shitheels at the Allah-humping Caliphate Lickspittle's Union can't enforce this, no matter how many stormtroopers they send up there.
The student had appealed to principal Darren Gossage to drop the prayer from the Friday evening ceremony, but the principal refused, ACLU attorney Lili Lutgens said.
Hmmmmm. Might be because the school official, as an extension of government, has to stay neutral in such matters, y'think?
Of course, the Asshatted Crackheads Leprosy Union is well known for its hatred of all things religious. Unless that religion is the one featuring the Pedophile Prophet (bees pee upon him), of course.
Lutgens argued that any prayer would be unconstitutional because it would endorse a specific religion and religious views. U.S. District Judge Joseph McKinley granted the temporary restraining order Friday morning, prohibiting the school district from having even a student representative say a prayer during the ceremony.
And if there were any justice in the world, he'd find the view from the lamppost most enligtening the next day.
Just sayin', is all.
The U.S. Supreme Court has held that clergy-led prayer in public school graduations and sporting events is prohibited. Lutgens said earlier this week that student-initiated prayer before or after the ceremony would be OK.
"Heavenly Father, as we're about to make this sacrifice of the traitorous skank, we ask that You ignore the stench coming from her piehole.
We tried to plug it, but little Lili was just a bit too flatulent, y'know?" 
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May 18, 2006
The long-awaited tale of my trip to Austin
Okay, let's see...how to start this...
"Once upon a time..."
MERLIN: Oh, you can not be serious.
OZY MCCOOL: Ew. Just, ew.
LSIK&T: Oh, all right. (rolls eyes)
"It was a dark & stormy night..."
OZY MCCOOL: Uh, helloooooooooooo??? You traveled in the daytime, remember???
MERLIN: Great Honkin' Cthulu™, man, if you're gonna start a story with a cliché, at least make it a good one, huh?
LSIK&T: Day-um, you're a tough crowd. Sheesh.
"Juuuuuust sit right back and you'll hear a tale...a tale of a fateful trip..."
LSIK&T: There. Happy now?
MERLIN: Well, it's still cheesy...
OZY MCCOOL: ...but it'll do.
MERLIN: Ozy!!!
OZY MCCOOL: Fine. He can shove you out the airlock this time.
MERLIN: Eep!
LSIK&T: Thank you.
So here I was, about to leave the domecile and head out on this fantastical odyssey that is the Blown-eyed Blodgers Great Texas Invasion of 2006™. It's about 8:00 in the morning, my traveling companions Deathknyte and Krondax...
OZY MCCOOL: Hey, how come we didn't get to go?
MERLIN: Yeah, what're we, chopped liver?
LSIK&T: You weren't invited; you don't write blogs. Now hush.
...are due in about an hour or so, and I've barely enough time to run put my paycheck in the bank, scoot over to Whataburger for a quick breakfast-on-the-go, get the rental car and get to the terminal to pick them up. It's now 8:00
8:01: Enter the Dallas North Tollway. See the absolutely massive backup southbound. Get caught in it. So much for the bank (fortunately, I still have some chump change left from cashing in my Cingular 401k, so I don't absolutely have to make the deposit...
MERLIN: ...while he continues to pay us minimum wage...
OZY MCCOOL: ...and continues to renege on his promise of giving us a raise...
LSIK&T: (pulls out Klingon disruptor, sets spread formation, and nails both Merlin & Ozy, who crumple in a heap) There. That's better. Now, where was I...?
...but now I'm running out of time and need to scoot.
8:05: Manage to get off southbound Tollway, flip a u-ee (youee? youie? yhouie? yowee?) onto northbound to get to westbound Bush Turnpike, which will take me on to the airport. By now, the hope of breakfast, even on the go, is pretty much trashed.
8:30: Having semi-successfully navigated through morning rush hour, I arrive at the airport. Deathknyte calls from his cell. I gape at my cell, having realized in horror that his flight, having been scheduled to touch down at 8:50, is 20 minutes early. "I'm just getting here", I tell him, "and I still need to get the car. Gimme about thirty minutes."
8:45: Spend 15 minutes driving twice around Car Return, looking for the ()#@#$%^!!!!! rental area. Finally get it through my thick-assed head (from no breakfast and no coffee) that I missed the initial turn for Rental and have to go back.
8:50: Arrive at Car Rental. Observe all the @*%(!)%*@!!!! "two-hour-towing-enforced" parking spaces. Have small warning bell go off in back of head. Proceed to Avis counter. "Hi, I have a reservation."
"Certainly, sir, we've been expecting you."
"Good deal. Listen, my car's out there, is there going to be a problem?"
"Unfortunately, yes sir - that's airport property; we don't even get to park out there; they'll tow us..."
8:56: Bang head repeatedly on rental counter.
"Sir, we can have someone follow you over to the remote lot, where it's only six dollars a day..."
8:57: Roll eyes at the abject greed on the part of the DFW Airport Board. "Yeah, guess that'll have to do, I s'pose."
"Okay, sir, it'll be just a couple of minutes."
9:15: Roughly 20 minutes and a grouse at the rental agent later, a lackey finally comes with my vehicle. The plan is for him to follow me into the remote lot, where I will leave my car, take said lacky back to the rental counter and continue on to pick up my passengers. We proceed to said lot.
9:20: Arrive at remote lot. One of the two ticket lanes is occupied by a middle-aged female in an aiport courtesy car. The other lane is open. Get ticket.
9:35: Realize that there are no open spaces whatsoever in the lot. Drive to the exit to complain to the attendant.
"Well, the lady over there was supposed to be out telling people we are full..."
9:38: Go and relay this message to the lackey, send several threatening glares to the bimbo who wasn't doing her job, and proceed to the terminal to park my car.
10:25: Return lackey to the counter, pick up DK and Krondax, and start out for Austin.
10:26: DK asks, "Did you remember to bring Delftsman's gun?"
10:26:05: Shit, shit, shitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshit...!!!
10:40:05: Turn onto toll road for the final leg of the journey back to SpatulaCentral.
10:42:15: Pull up to toll booth. Since I'm not in my trusty little Spatulamobile, and don't have my tolltag, pull into one of the "exact change" lanes.
10:42:25 Realize I don't have anything even remotely resembling "exact change".
10:42:30: Complete the brain-fart moment and run the booth. Receive incredulous stares from Deathknyte & Krondax. "Dude, we had change..." Endure howls of laughter from both DK & Krondax on remainder of journey.
10:55: Arrive at SpatulaCentral, pick up Delfts' gun, suffer no further incidents. (Well, not for that leg, anyway.)
11:10: Drive-through Whataburger for lunch, since my initial plans have been shot all to Hell™ by now. Pay for onion rings, but don't receive them. Grouse about it whilst munching on burgers & fries.
11:40: Pit stop in Official Texas Rest Area™. Continue to endure ribbing from DK & Krondax. Resist temptation to shove them out airlock. Mournfully remember that in this vehicle, I don't have an airlock. Sigh.
11:50: A little bit south of Waxahachie, observe construction starting. Observe humongous traffic backup. Begin more grousing.
11:50:10 Observe little sporty coupe on side of road. Observe beautiful young lady standing by car, very much in distress. Observe young lady crying, even from 50 feet away.
11:50:12: Arrive at consensus that we have to go help her, 'cause no one else is even giving her a second thought.
11:51: Spend next 30 minutes comforting young lady. Diagnose car as being undriveable (she had been pushed off the road by a trucker who apparently didn't see her, and cracked an axle).
12:25: Arrange with young lady's father that yes, we will cart her to their home in Waco. Pile into safe, comfy SUV and take off.
1:10: One pit stop for refreshments and Excedrin™ later, arrive in front of the Waco domecile. Receive hugs & kisses all around from young lady - that's right, Denizens, even Deathknyte. Cthulu help us all, I think we even got pictures.
(By the way, if you wanna see what this girl looks like, stop by the Kim Dawson web site and look up "Erica Mireles". Yeah, she's that cute.
3:30: Arrive in Austin without further incident, thank Maitreya.
The moral of the story? Bad things happen to good people. Yet God is still in control. Things had to happen in just that sequence that day in order for the three of us to be in a position to offer Erica some assistance when she most desperately needed it.
The traffic jam on the Tollway, the trouble at the rental counter, the full remote parking lot, having forgotten Delfts' gun, even the quick timeout at the Whataburger - all of those dominoes had to fall just so in order for us to be right where God wanted us to be at that precise moment in time.
Erica turned out to be a believer in the "angels watching over me" precept. And God sent her three of 'em, right when she most needed 'em.
So, even though it wasn't the smoothest of trips down, there was still good that came out of it.
Just like Romans 8:28 says. Neat, huh?
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May 17, 2006
If this promotion offends you...sue 'em!!! :-D
(Hat tip - and many thanks - to the SpatulaGoddess.)
Damn, I'd give anything if I could be in Altoona, PA on July 2nd.
"Why's that, Spats?", you may ask. "I mean, you're not a fan of the Great Game™, so what gives?"
Well, it might have something to do with the fact that I love laughing at morons, and the Altoona Curve's special promotion that night would give me nine innings worth of doing just that.
Inspired by a Los Angeles Angels fan who filed a lawsuit against the club because he did not receive a red nylon tote bag as part of the major league club's Mother’s Day promotion last May, the Altoona Curve have announced that they will be holding Salute to Frivolous Lawsuit Night as part of their Sunday, July 2nd game at Blair County Ballpark.The Curve’s salute to all ridiculous lawsuits ever filed will include the following:
# A Pink Tote Bag Giveaway to the first 137 men in attendance ages 18 and over
# The first 137 women 18 and over will receive lukewarm coffee so they will not burn themselves
# The first 137 kids will be given a beach ball with a warning not to ingest it
# Angels merchandise and novelty items given away throughout the game
# Honoring some of history's "Most Frivolous Lawsuits" during the gameA grand prize drawing in which one fan will receive a "clue" and their own frivolous lawsuit.
Additional details will be announced later
"We realize that these giveaways as part of our Salute to Frivolous Lawsuit Night are fairly stupid and serve no real purpose," said Curve General Manager Todd Parnell. "But if our fans don’t like them, then they can sue us!"
Curve President and Managing Partner Chuck Greenberg, himself a practicing corporate and sports attorney, declined to comment on his club’s promotion because of concerns that his comments could lead to a frivolous lawsuit.
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May 16, 2006
RINOs at NRO throw temper tantrums
Supposedly, National Review is the conservative's magazine of record.
I've read it - even had a subcription to Buckley's rag at one time - and I can't say I'm terribly impressed. True, it does possess a certain right-of-center lean to it - but it's more of a "country-club" style of conservatism. (Such individuals were commonly known as "Rockefeller Republicans" in extreme dishonor of ol' John D.)
We've been lamenting here lately about how the ever-increasing problem concerning our beloved government (*cough*) has come to a tipping point, thanks to the way that the RRs in power have completely bungled critical issues like illegal immigration, and the RRs over at National Review Online are stomping on the panic button at the prospect that conservatives might just stay home in droves come November.
One such Shrubya Kool-Aid drinker is a guy by the name of Jim Geraghty. Jim-bo - like his fellow RRs, fearful that their favorite toy (the Republican majority) is about to be taken away from them - start in with the whining:
I doubted the strategic wisdom of conservatives sitting out this election to "teach Republicans a lesson"; several bloggers have responded.There are still doubters and skeptics, though. What's really stunning is this absolute certainty of angry conservatives that A) Republicans will learn the right lessons from the defeat, and not, say, respond in a panic by embracing their inner RINO and flailing around for MSM approval
And when they find that they keep losing when they do that, yes - they will learn their lesson. Either that, or they'll not taste public office again.
and B) that the Republicans can easily win back Congress in 2008, just by stiffening their spines and pledging to return to their conservative roots.
What you fail to remember, Jim-bo, is that when conservatives run as conservatives, they win. And when they govern as conservatives, they stay in office.
But when they thumb their noses at their constituents...they lose. What's really stunning is how that lesson seems to be lost on an elitist Republisnot like you.
I have my doubts on both counts. For starters, why would Republicans get the message that "we need to be more conservative" in a year that conservatives were knocked out?
Oh, I dunno. Maybe it's 'cause...let's see, now...they're not actually conservatives at all?!?!?!?!
Who are the Republican lawmakers most angering the conservative base? Well, let's say Sens. Trent "I'm tired of hearing about Porkbusters" Lott, Ted "Bridge to Nowhere" Stevens, John McCain for cosponsoring Kennedy's immigration bill and campaign finance reform, Arlen Specter for being a pain in the tushie over judges, Chuck Hagel for being the New York Times' favorite Republican senator to criticize Bush, and other minimally-conservative Republicans like Sens. Olympia Snowe and Susan Collins. Well, they're not going to lose in 2006. Most of ‘em aren't even up for reelection this year.
Perhaps not. But most of them are, or have been, in positions of power & influence. And they were put there by other Republican senators who were warned by their constituents not to put them there.
Then there's this bullshit illegal alien-amnesty bill they've come up with - and it didn't get passed without a majority of RINO senators voting for it, I'll promise you that. Now, this bill comes despite the fact that the overwhelming majority of Americans oppose its tenets.
And you wonder why the base is pissed off?
Look at the Republicans most in jeopardy in 2006. (I'm using National Journal's most recent rankings.)
Blah blah blah. Doesn't matter a damned bit, Geraghty, if the result is the same. And for the last six years or more, it hasn't mattered a damned bit.
Down the line of the National Journal list, you see fairly conservative to very conservative GOP lawmakers at risk this year: Shaw of Florida, 82 lifetime, 71 last year. Heather Wilson of New Mexico 82 lifetime, 75 last year. Mike Sodrel of Indiana, 92, only served one year so far. Davis, Kentucky 88, another first-year guy. Hostettler of Indiana, 90 lifetime, 100 in 2005. Pryce of Ohio, 79 lifetime, 83 in 2005. Curt Weldon of Pennsylvania, (Mr. Able Danger!) 70 lifetime, 65 in 2005. Charles Taylor of North Carolina, 92 both lifetime and 2005.
I wouldn't worry about them, Jimmy-boy. All they have to do is run on the House bill, and an intelligent electorate will retain them. But God have mercy on them if they cave between now & November on the illegal immigration issue - because We The People™ won't.
Trent "I'm tired of hearing about Porkbusters" Lott, Ted "Bridge to Nowhere" Stevens, John McCain, Arlen Specter, Chuck Hagel, Olympia Snowe and Susan Collins.Nice job, guys. Your effort to re-conservativize the Republican Party in Washington by staying home this year will have the effect of massacring the actual conservatives and empowering the moderates who you disdain. Perhaps we can call this counterproductive maneuver "RINO-plasty."
Or perhaps we can call it what I did up top: Taking your favorite toy away from you. To see you throw this temper tantrum, the description certainly is appropriate.
But that's okay, the staying-at-home-conservatives insist. The GOP will win back the House and Senate in 2008, establishing a true conservative majority.Maybe. But as I mentioned, what kind of lengths do you think the Democrats will go to in order to keep power once they've got it? Does the "Fairness Doctrine" ring a bell? You think Pelosi and Reid wouldn't try that tactic to hinder conservative talk radio? How about McCain-Feingold 2.0, with a particular focus on controlling "unregulated speech" on the Internet and blogs?
Think the MSM was cheerleading for Democrats in 2004? How much more fair and balanced do you think they'll be when their task is to defend Democratic House and Senate majorities AND elect President Hillary Rodham Clinton? My guess is, they'll make the CBS memo story look accurate and evenhanded by comparison.
Think the GOP can prevail in close races once they're out of power? Ask the members of the military who had their ballots in Florida blocked. Ask Doug Forrester how well his anti-Torricelli campaign worked when he suddenly faced Frank Lautenberg at the last minute. Ask Dino Rossi. Ask Democrat Tim Johnson if he's glad the last county in South Dakota to report its results just happened to have enough of a Democratic margin to put him over the top in 2002.
Uh-huh. Perhaps you and your butt-buddy RINOs in the Senate should have thought of that before you went against our wishes?
Once the Democrats regain control of Congress, a GOP takeover is going to be exponentially harder than it was in 1994. You're never going to catch the Democrats as flatfooted again.
You drastically "misunderestimate" us, to quote your favorite RINO, Geraghty. In the first place, the Republican Party may be stupid now, but they'll learn quickly. They won't chant the Demoscummic mantra "well, we just didn't do a good job of getting our message out". Not if they want to get the majority back, that is.
Trust me - once the GOP's nose is bloodied, they'll pay a lot more attention to the base.
They'd better. We're still the masters, and they're still the servants.
Secondly, you also underestimate the American People. Particularly the ones who honor Article II of the Bill of Rights. (Think about that for a while. It'll come to you.)
Why are so many conservatives hell-bent on cutting off their nose to spite their face? Are they really willing to throw away a decade's worth of work and go back to square one?
Why do so many elitist Republisnots consider a congressional majority to be their birthright? Do you people think that we can be played for the fools for which you've taken us for these last 12 years?
Has it never occured to you that to us, we've never moved off Square One™??? Hello? McFly???
We usually like looking at the Daily Kos crowd insisting for an immediate pullout of the troops or impeachment hearings right this second and we laugh at them for their ludicrously unrealistic expectations.
Yeah, well - you usually don't sound like the whiny little fucknozzles at the Daily Kossack, either. But damned if you haven't managed to pull it off.
But apparently the Kos are not the only ones with an all-or-nothing mentality.
We've gotten John Roberts and Sam Alito on the Supreme Court, and even then we weren't sure about Roberts, and then we only got Alito after your boy Wussya tried to push Harriet Miers on us. And now this bullshit about "guest worker programs".
How many times does that president of yours plan on giving the American people a thumb to their collective eye?
Sometimes in life you have to use the West Coast offense, nickel and diming your way down the field instead of going for the long bomb. If I want a more conservative government, I get it by electing the more conservative of the two choices, even if he isn't as conservative as I would like. I do not get it by sitting on the sidelines and pouting, and letting the less conservative guy take the reigns of power.
Uh, Jimmy-boy? The last West Coast Offense to play in the Super Bowl...um, how shall I put this?...got its ass royally whipped by the Pittsburgh Steelers.
Might wanna rethink your analogy there, bro.
For this I get labeled a "bamboobzled [sic] boob" by the likes of Bill Quick. Yeah, I'm the unreasonable one.
Yeah, well - Bill Quick was going easy on you.
This conservative labels you a Deluded Dumbfuck™.
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Blog-linkagery, and a not-so-mild RINO bitch-slapping
Denizens, if you'll take a look over on the sidebar, you'll notice a new link.
PoliPundit joins the Realm™'s link list - and it's because of this post.
Or more specifically, the whiny little assclowns who are carping and moaning about it.
All you sniveling little pussies who are taking exception to the way Poli runs his blog, listen up: IT'S HIS DAMNED BLOG. GOT IT????? You can piss & moan at the way he runs it, and threaten to leave like the tantrum-throwing pricks you are, but if you don't like it, START YOUR FUCKING OWN. Capísce?
Thatisall™
No...wait. That's not all.
You pissy little Romper-Room Rugrats™ appear to be, not terribly coincidentally, the same bleating sheep who are wringing your limp-wristed little hands over the prospect of us conservatives leaving the GOP plantation. Almost as if you had come to regard Republican control of Congress as some sort of birthright, while you sit in your country clubs and sip your fucking cognac.
Let's get one thing straight, mkay? The 535 sons-and-daughters-of-bitches up there on Capitol Hill are our servants. Got that? Our servants.
Meaning, in case you'd forgotten your high-school civics courses, that if they don't do our bidding - IOW, the bidding of the constituents who SENT THEM THERE IN THE FIRST PLACE - then they get replaced. If you pissweasels wanna wail in angst at anyone, wail at them. They have brought this all on themselves, and on their party.
Don't come crying to us, assholes. We ain't buyin'.
Now thatisall™.
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Good immigration stuff
Denizens, your assignment for today is to read this.
And this.
What they said.
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May 15, 2006
Bush hands Congress to the Demoscum
Didn't listen to much of the speech - was off snagging some groceries.
But I heard enough.
"It is neither wise nor realistic to round up millions of people, many with deep roots in the United States and send them across the border," he said. "There is a rational middle ground between granting an automatic path to citizenship for every illegal immigrant and a program of mass deportation."
AFAIC, Limpdickya has just handed the Demoscum '06 - and maybe even '08 - on a platter.
All hail the new Republican minority. Enjoy your impending impeachment, Shrimpya.
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Kennedy plane struck by...lightning?
[Scene: aboard the bridge of Pegasus. Lord Spatula is reading the daily dispatches, a noticeable agitated frown on his face. He reaches toward the ship's intercom.]
LSIK&T: Mr Korroith, will you report to the bridge, please?
KORRIOTH (over speaker): (grunt)
[A few moments later, the Klingon-Vulcan hybrid Korrioth, Lord Spatula's right hand man and tactical officer, appears at His Rudeness' side.]
KORRIOTH: Reporting as ordered, m'Lord.
LSIK&T: Mr. Korrioth, what is this I read, hmmmmm?
A plane carrying U.S Sen. Edward M. Kennedy across Massachusetts was struck by lightning and had to be diverted to New Haven, Conn., his spokeswoman said. The plane lost all electrical power and the pilot had to fly the plane manually, according to spokeswoman Melissa Wagoner. No one was hurt.The Democrat had just delivered the commencement address at the Massachusetts College of Liberal Arts in North Adams and was on his way his Cape Cod home when the plane was struck at about 2:45 p.m., she said.
KORRIOTH (stammering): Uh...I...uh...um...
LSIK&T: Mr. Korrioth, you will report immediately to the Realm™ training center for a remedial course in targeting. For you to miss an object that fucking big is completely unacceptable, is that clear???
KORRIOTH (cowering): Yes, m'Lord. (skulks away)
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May 14, 2006
Happy Mother's Day, guys
The SpatulaGoddess has a pretty sharp mugga (mom), y'know?
Oh, and semi-private to the aforementioned SG: Uni under the cap & gown should be fine. And I'm on board with the soldier recognizing the necessity of discipline, chain of command, etc.
HOWEVER...!!!
It would be a nice tribute were the school district to make an exception for all soon-to-be military personnel and honor them for being willing to make the ultimate sacrifice. That they don't and prefer to hide behind "school/district regulations", etc, speaks more to their limp-wristed, pussified cowardice than anything else.
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May 13, 2006
Happy Birthday, Stephen Geoffrey "Skip" Crager, Jr.
(This one will stay on top all day. Look below for new posts - today only.)
(ED. NOTE: The following originally appeared in this space a couple of years ago. I'm reprinting it now, with appropriate tweaks.And Skip - my son, you may not understand this now, but the reason I'm writing this has absolutely nothing to do with you, and everything to do with why you not only don't get to ever spend any time with me, but also why you haven't received a birthday or Christmas present since last year, thanks to your mother and your grandparents. (More on that later.)
And thanks to what they're probably telling you about me, you might not even believe any of this - but it's true, and I have the documentation to prove it.
I do love you, son. I realize your mother and grandparents will try mightily to persuade you that I don't - but I do, very much. Someday - hopefully - I'll get to tell you to your face.)
As most of you have probably figured out by now, this is my boy - or, as Denizen David Hartung has called him, "Spatula II".
Hmmmm. "Prince Spatula II". Kinda has a ring to it. (grin)
(Side note: Certain excuses-for-humans in East Texas still don't know how I got ahold of this picture. Bet it'd be a shock to them to know that some of their "friends" aren't quite as reliable as they'd thought... (snicker))
Anyway, today's his 4th birthday. It's the latest in a series of birthdays I'll never get to see.
It occurs to me that I need to again tell you guys what eventually happened with his *spit* mother *spit* not allowing me to see him.
That was resolved, and not necessarily for my benefit, either - but at the very least, neither will she benefit. In fact, if you get down to brass tacks about the whole thing, the real loser here is Skip himself. Anyway, here's the story:
The divorce was granted October 17th, 2003. A visitation schedule had already been negotiated and agreed to - in fact, I've blogged on that already.
Picking the story up from there: I started making the specified trips to Greenville, Texas, for the purposes of collecting Skip for his agreed-to visitation with me. Collected evidence that I was there and everything.
Naturally, She Who Can't Be Tasked To Obey Court Orders™ refused to show.
So I took my evidence and filed a criminal complaint against her. What is not commonly known is that it's a criminal offense to interfere with child custody rights in Texas. It's what they call a "state jail felony", lodged right in there between a Class A misdemeanor and a 3rd-degree felony.
And, had the District Attorney of Hopkins County, TX, had the balls to pursue the complaint, things could have gotten very bad for our favorite fat-assed bitch. You tell me what school district would've wanted to consciously hire a convicted felon?
But - as I had partially expected and fully feared - the good ol' boy network in Sulphur Springs kicked in. The district attorney not only sat on his hands regarding the case, but I strongly suspect he tipped off Steffi's excuse-for-an-attorney about it.
Said excuse-for-an-attorney began to harass me concerning an obscure concept called a "transistion scheme". Theoretically, because of the so-called "estrangement" between me and my son, they wanted to get him "used" to having me around again gradually, in stages.
Of course, they failed to point out that: a) Her Doublewide Assness caused any "estrangement", and b) during the two times in 2003 this trollop was gracious enough to let me see him, he sure as Hell™ didn't look "estranged" from me.
But something else they failed to do...is incorporate the words "transition scheme" in the final divorce decree. As a result, what was in there were dates specific and time periods specific when I was entitled to have my boy.
Dates and times specific which they ignored without fear of penalty whatsoever, as they had the district attorney in their back pocket.
Eventually, however, the evidence mounted to the point where they had to do something, else the DA would have no choice but to prosecute, lest someone in the media take note and launch an investigation (and yes, I was beginning to contact media types for just this purpose).
I was served in February with papers requesting that the judge in the original case modify the visitation schedule to include the words "transition scheme" and start with the gradual shit again. In other words, Denizens - she wanted a do-over.
I hired an attorney in Sulphur Springs (who, thank Gawd™, was more competent than the loon I'd had previously), paid him another year's bonus, and got him to work. We filed a counterclaim accusing her of contempt of court by failing to abide by the letter of the original agreement.
They countered with the only thing they could've - and the thing I was hoping they wouldn't: A contempt charge of their own for failure to pay support.
See, this loon I'd hired previously had assured me that the court would set up a garnishment schedule for the child support. Naturally - maybe this is the good ol' boy system, or just sheer incompetence on their part - the court never set it up.
As a result, Steffi the Doublewide Bitch Supreme never got a penny from me. So yes - they had a case.
This put me in the position of very likely being found in contempt of court, put on probation, forced to check in with a probation officer every month (and pay a $40 fee for the "privilege")...and, were I to miss checking in or paying the fee by so much as one day, a warrant could be issued for my arrest.
By this time, I'm making plans to marry the Lady Spatula and possibly move to Miami. Therefore, I can't have this hanging over my head. And I'll be damned if I was going to let Her Bitchiness control me in this fashion.
With that in mind, my attorney recommended - and I was forced to agree - to deploy what I call the "nuclear option" (a slightly more legitimate version of the "nuclear option" - not this bullshit the Donks are crying about up in Washington). It's so-called because it's the option no one wants to see deployed, since it blows up everything.
The option: Complete termination of all parental rights to Skip. Meaning, I would no longer have any say in his upbringing, nor rights to see him any more...nor would I owe any child support, back or future.
My attorney explained it this way: All that it amounts to is just a sheet of paper. And whether I had rights to my son or not, Her Doublewideness would have him most of the time, and she & her family would constantly be poisoning his mind against me. This way, the bitch would lose her control over my life - and, after a few years, if he wanted to seek me out, she would be powerless to stop him, and I could then tell him my side of the story.
I deliberated for about half a nanosecond.
"Do it", I said.
Termination - which the aforementioned loon in Forney, TX said I couldn't possibly get - was granted March 30th.
So that's it, guys. The bitch finally accomplished her objective - she forcibly extracted me from his life.
And it's gotten to the point where I can't even send him presents or cards any longer. They have become so fucking small-minded that Her Doublewideness' fat-assed son-of-a-bitch daddy is even refusing to accept the presents I send to him.
This week, he even had the gall to say to the UPS guy that he didn't even know a Stephen Crager, Jr. And he sent back this:
No doubt the lot of 'em will lie to my son like they usually do and say that I don't even care about him enough to send him so much as a card. It's what I've come to expect from a bunch of country hick-asses who were willing to lie to a judge and violate other Texas laws to get such a simple thing as a divorce.
Enjoy him now, O Fat-Assed One. You'll have a helluva lot to answer for down the road - and not just with him when he grows up, either.
Chew on that for a while, bitch.
Anyway, happy birthday, Skip. I'm sorry you didn't get a chance to enjoy the presents I've tried to send you. Someday - when they can't dictate to you where you can go and whom you can meet - I'll get to at least give you some of them.
Always remember son - I love you. And I will, forever.
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May 12, 2006
O Great Honkin' Cthulu™, please, not that
So Limpdickya wants to see Jebya make it a trifecta of sorry-assed Bush governing, does he?
President Bush suggested Wednesday that he'd like to see his family's White House legacy continue, perhaps with his younger brother Jeb as the chief executive.The president said Florida Gov. Jeb Bush is well-suited for another office and would make "a great president."
"I would like to see Jeb run at some point in time, but I have no idea if that's his intention or not," Bush said in an interview with Florida reporters, according to an account on the St. Petersburg Times Web site.
I got six words for you, Shrub: Not only no, but FUCK NO!!!
We've had first-hand experience of the notorious Bush "go along to get along" style of politicking. We've had everything from the "new world order" to the "vision thing" to "read my lips" to "guest workers" to (gag, spit) "religion of peace" (gag, spit) - and frankly, no one I know is terribly enthused about the Bush track record. And I can't imagine that your kid brother would be any better.
Jeb Bush, 53, will end his second term as governor in January. His brother George ends his second presidential term in January 2009. Neither can seek re-election because of term limits.
For which the entire country - and Florida twice - is likely offering heaping mounds of praise and thanks to Cthulu & Maitreya.
Jeb Bush has repeatedly said he is not going to run in 2008.
Let's hope that's one promise he actually keeps.
But even his own father said no one believes him when he says he's not interested in running at some point. Former President George H.W. Bush told CNN's "Larry King Live" last year that he would like Jeb Bush to run one day and that he would be "awfully good" as president.
Yeah? Try telling that to Bob & Mary Schindler. Jeblonski didn't exactly do all that well by their daughter, now did he?
Little Jebbie had a primo opportunity to go and rescue Terri from the clutches of those three murdering bastard swine, Mikey Shitstain and his cohorts Georgie-Porgie Fellatios and Georgie Greer - but when it came time to show some balls, his shriveled to the size of raisins. And this is the man we want leading our armed forces against the Islamoprick ragheads?
I. Don't. Fuckin'. Think. So.
"Yesterday I checked in with my brother," President Bush said as he took the stage. "Make sure everything's going all right. I'm real proud of Jeb. He's a good decent man and I love him dearly."
Maybe he is; maybe he ain't. But if he's anything like you, Shrimpya, he'd be a shitty excuse-for-a-President - which is why, if we have anything to say about it, you're the absolute last Bush to ever soil the White House doorstep.
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May 11, 2006
G'bye, RINOs, cont'd.
I just love it when other bloggers do my work for me. LC Sig94 has a prime example, right here.
You need to go read it. It's that good.
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May 09, 2006
Goodbye, RINO majority - and good riddance
That's it, GOP. You've lost me.
Bad enough you fuckheads in the Senate are bending over and grabbing the ankles for every little Tomás, Cabaza de Boyo and Vicente that crosses the Rio Grande.
No, the weasels on the end of your leashes, the fucking Welcoming Committee Border Patrol, has to point out all the hazards the pendejos will encounter upon illegally entering our country. Snakes...tarantulas...Minutemen...
The U.S. Border Patrol is tipping off Mexican authorities on the positions of members of the Minuteman civilian patrols.U.S. officials have agreed to the notification process to reassure the Mexican government that the illegal immigrants' rights are being observed, the Inland Valley Daily Bulletin of Ontario, Calif., reports.
That would be the rights that these illegal aliens DON'T HAVE...right?
When the Minuteman and other civilian border patrol groups help apprehend illegal immigrants, the Mexican government must be notified, according to three documents on the Mexican Secretary of Foreign Relations website.
Well, at least it's now clear why the Welcoming Committee doesn't like the Minutemen: The Minutemen are forcing the lazy, fucking sons-of-bitches to get up off their asses and actually do some work. Can't have that now, can we?
A U.S. Customs and Border Protection spokesman confirmed to the Daily Bulletin the notification process, describing it as a standard procedure."It's not a secret where the Minuteman volunteers are going to be," Mario Martinez said.
Certainly not if you're telling the wetbacked assclowns, now is it, Martinez?
"This ... simply makes two basic statements – that we will not allow any lawlessness of any type, and that if an alien is encountered by a Minuteman or arrested by the Minuteman
I wouldn't be too worried if I were a Minuteman. Hell - they can't stop the fucking "lawlessness" that's going on under their noses now.
Let's get one thing straight, Martinez, you scuzzball. The only thing stopping the Minutemen from offing some putas coming across now...is themselves. Y'all're about as potent as Mikey Moore-on's dick.
then we will allow that government to interview the person."
Dad-deeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!! Those big, baaaaaad Minutemen yelled at meeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!"
But angered Minuteman members say the reporting virtually nullifies their effectiveness and could endanger lives."Now we know why it seemed like Mexican officials knew where we were all the time," Chris Simcox, founder of the Minuteman Civil Defense Corps, told the Ontario paper.
"It's unbelievable that our own government agency is sending intelligence to another country," he said. "They are sending intelligence to a nation where corruption runs rampant, and that could be getting into the hands of criminal cartels.
Don't let it surprise you, Chris. Not when Jorge Bushit-o's lips are firmly ensconced on Vinnie Fox's dick, that is.
Happily, El Presidente Suckya will be too busy spending the next two years fighting off impeachment at the hands of the Demoscummic majority to do much more than lick Vinnie's balls.
While the GOP minority wrings their hands in angst and wails that "well, we lost because we didn't get our message out".
F.E.J.F.E.
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May 08, 2006
Evolution of Dance
LC, IB and Denizen Deathknyte takes us on a trip through our past with this video.
Knowing nod alerts in effect.
(NOTE: Yeah, I know - maybe, considering our intense dislike of things evolutionist, that might not be the correct word.
Maybe "development". (shrug))
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May 07, 2006
Awright, let's crank it back up...
Awright, Denizens, I think I'm "tanned, rested & ready" as they used to say about Nixon.
Certainly I'm back to being royally pissed off at the way things are going around here. The Yankees just made mincemeat of the Texas stRangerS so-called "improved pitching" (not that I'm particularly fond of Tom Hicks half-assed attempts to run a franchise - I just hate the Yankees), the Dallas Mavericks lost their best chance to steal a game in Saint Eva-ville San Antonio, the Dallas Stars pissed away the best chance for a Stanley Cup they've had in years (another Tom Hicks folly)...
And on top of that, they managed to find twelve more pussies in Alexandria, VA besides Mykki Chickenshit. (The guess from here is that they're members of the Church of the Subtarded, too.) If this ragheaded bastard didn't deserve to die, then what the Hell™ do we have the Fifth Amendment for, anyway? This dick-sucking follower of Muhammed (Bees Pee Upon Him) clearly demonstrated his willingness to kill more Americans - anytime, anywhere, any way. He has demonstrated, beyond the shadow of a doubt, that he's a threat to this country. And we gave him a fucking pass?!?!?!
Gonna be a lot of range time over this one. Perhaps some of these twelve limp-wristed asswipes would like to volunteer as targets...?
F.E.T.E., as the Imperial Torturer would say...
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May 04, 2006
"All I really need is a COUPLE DAYS OFF...!!!" -Huey Lewis
Denizens, I'm taking a couple days off. Still haven't fully recovered from Texas Blogfest '06, and had a couple things going on this week that require my immediate attention. (Details later, of course.)
Stay tuned, and thanks.
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May 02, 2006
Pictures, we got pictures...!!!
Pictures of Texas Blogfest '06 (which is what the GA-Texas blogmeet turned out to be, at least for us) can be found here, courtesy of LC, IB & Denizen Deathknyte.
Check out the one of the guy in the red shirt with the pistol-grip shotgun, mheh.
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May 01, 2006
Just a gentle reminder to the 12 million...
Chris Muir said it best yesterday:
Personally, I'd say, "Lock and Load".
But that's just me.
(NOTE: Chris, I'm hoping I have your permission to reprint this, given that it disappeared from your site with today's strip. If not, feel free to email me - you have the addy.)
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